Wednesday, December 7, 2011


      Three Towhee working hard along the Laurels,  Blue Jay still preoccupied by nuts and I believe there'll be a Close Mockingbird this winter because I have seen him confident from the Alatus all the way to where Honeysuckle vines are boiled.

 
     It's exciting for me this prospect of soothed nerves.  Too long now the center of my planet has been awash with debate and grizzly-ness.  From the backdoor to the out door stove is where all paths meet and when there is a Close Mockingbird there is a harmony.



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